My Root Chakra Meditation Journey

“I am sitting in an open field, with legs crossed under me in meditation pose. A storm is on the horizon, thunder rolling behind me. The sky is filled with bold shades of red among the gray clouds. I imagine myself in a glass box. The storm moves in above me, the rain pitter- patters on the north side of the box. I am protected though, I feel safe. I watch the storm pass through, taking in its strength. The rain stops, but the thunder continues to call. The front of the glass box opens and I climb out. I run through the wet grass in my bare feet. I feel free. I close my eyes. When I open them I am back in the glass box. I feel calm and filled with new wisdom.”